Sheer Delight

Sheer Delight …

It always was a sheer delight,

when the ice and snow,

melt away,

to be out walking,

beneath the sun,

sun rays so warm,

upon my face.

Already spring winds blowing in,

no hat, no gloves,

no scarves or boots,

looking all about,

to see the first signs of spring.

The buds on bushes,

the trees ready for their coats of green

and then with sheer delight,

I have often seen,

the first tufts of green grass,

the first crocuses emerging

and the last signs of snow.

Beneath tall pines,

in the shadowy woods,

I know other signs,

are not far behind.

Soon these sheer delights,

will unfold before my eyes,

then I will be so very glad,

to have finished walking =

winter’s rough and harsh road.

Waiting by the window,

along with my cat,

we will be watching,

up in the skies,

waiting for the first songbirds,

returning once more.

The crows that fill the skies,

with their wild cawing,

can give you such a fright,

but oh, the sheer delight,

of a morning chorus,

from songbirds in my apple tree.

So with eagerness, I await,

that very first day,

will tell me,

spring, at last spring,

is coming my way.


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Rasma Raisters

I am a poet and writer. I write for many different sites online. I have two published books of poems on Amazon - Poetic Thoughts Fly and On the Wings of Love.

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